In a galaxy wide, under cosmos’s guide,
A question lingers, vast and wide.
Sought by many, found by few,
The ultimate query, old yet new.

It’s not in numbers, nor in lore,
Not in wisdom, nor in war.
Simple yet complex, it seems to be,
The answer you seek is a mere count of three.

Look to Adams, in his tale so grand,
Where space and time walk hand in hand.
Deep Thought’s gift, in jest or truth,
What’s the answer to life, the universe, and youth?

It’s not in stars, nor in the sky,
Not a word, nor a sigh.
Two digits dance, simple and free,
Tell me, seeker, what might it be?